Eyes Like Ice by Radia Al Rashid (the false prince .TXT) 📖

before leaving the room.

“Serena? What was he doing here?” I whisper uneasily.

“Who? Mr. Miller? Oh Mija! He’s such a good one. Kate was trying to get the family doctor over the phone but the line was constantly busy. So, she was to call the ambulance when Mr. Miller rang the doorbell.”

“What? Why?” I blurt out.

“He wanted to talk to you. Maybe you met before? Anyway, seeing Kate’s frightened face, he called his personal doc and just within 5-7 minutes, he reached our house. Otherwise, the bleeding did not look good, Eve! It would’ve been worse if the doc didn’t arrive on time.” Serena sounds very grateful... grateful to the mysterious man, Mr. Miller.

I let her words sink in and mindlessly ask her, “Do you know if he has another name or not?”

“What? The doctor? I can’t remember what he said.” She scratches her temple.

“No! I mean... never mind. Where is Kate?” I crane my neck towards the door.

“She should be here in no time. What is it, Mija? You need something?” Serena gets up.

“Nah! It’s just, I was wondering what is taking her so long!” I let out the words without paying much attention. I am somehow being dubious about Kate’s a little extra excitement towards Ted.

Seriously, Evelyn! You really are a freaking ungrateful witch. She is being grateful to the guy only because he just helped you out to avoid a ginormous amount of blood-loss. She is being extra nice to him because of you. Now quit thinking trash.

“Feeling better, sweetie?” Kate’s calming voice brings in a lot of comfort inside me.

I smile at her, “Yeah! Thank you so much Kate! I reacted like a complete jerk just before the incident. I’m really sorry.”

“You kidding me? That was totally fine. Your mental state is entirely messed up right now. I can understand how it feels losing family members.” She gives a little squeeze on my hand.

“Um... was the injury too bad?” I quirk my eye-brows.

“No, darling! Thankfully, it was not that bad. Somehow, the tip of the knife just got inside of your right thigh. Did you tip over it?” she stares down at me.

“I-I think so!” I do not want to talk about those weird symptoms with her.

“Doc Wilson told to take full rest for at least a week. Maybe your anxiety just got worse at this point. Trust me, Jules will be alright. Everything’s gonna be just as okay as before.” She grins.

“We can hope, Kate!” my own voice sounds too pessimistic to accept.

“It will be fine, Kate. I know I WILL BE ALRIGHT; JULES WILL WAKE UP TODAY OR TOMORROW.” I put extra emphasis on every word I utter as if it’d validate them.

He came to talk to ME! What could possibly be going on inside his mind then! Should I ask him in person tomorrow? Is it only a coincidence or, there is something more to it? Why did he have to show up just the moment I blacked out?

 

Chapter Six

 

The next morning, I get up from the bed with a fresh mind and feeling stronger than ever since the accident. After having breakfast with Kate and Serena at the dining table instead of my room, I decide to go out for a walk and at the same time, give Ted a knock to ask about whatever he needed to talk with me on, the previous night.

“Kate, are you joining me in visiting Jules?” I bite on the pancake.

“I was thinking of going alone today, Eve. Thought it’d be good for you to stay home for couple of days after what happened last night.” She put the smoothie glass on the table.

“Ah no! Kate, don’t you worry at all. It just happened as I skipped meals a couple of times while being totally occupied with Jules’ accident. I can’t skip a single day visiting her, Kate. God knows, maybe today is the day she’ll wake up.” My voice trails off.

“O darling! She’ll be alright, I’m telling you.” Her eyes glisten.

“She must be, Kate! I don’t want to; I cannot afford to lose anyone anymore.” I breathe out deeply. “So, I think I’ll walk out a little before heading towards the hospital.” I scoot back the chair.

“Sure, hon! Be careful. If you feel even a little dizzy, just call me immediately.” she commands.

I nod before stepping out of the door. I gaze at the house before me. Should I go knock the door? Will it be some kind of intrusion? No! he probably has something important to tell me. It can even be any information related to Will’s sudden disappearance. Why should he know about that? Only because I doubt him as a serial killer doesn’t mean he’ll be aware of every possible mishap out there. I halt there for another couple of minutes, then begin walking down to his house.

What’s up with his name? he prefers to be called by Miller. Sara also told his name to be Richard Miller but why did Jules tell me he is Ted? I mean, is there any possibility that he took this name only to perform the infamous actions? Is he really somebody else living under the shell of brilliant and sexy CLO of White Swan Inc.? What matter can be there about which, HE wants to talk through with ME?

A bunch of questions keep hitting my conscious mind while nearing his door. Without thinking for another second, I knock on the door, immediately after reaching before it. Few seconds later, I hear footsteps coming this way. I exhale deeply as suddenly my body starts to stiff. I shake my head and try to ease my posture.

“Miss Lawrence? What a pleasant surprise!” the alluring voice slaps my body back to the stiffen state I’ve tried hard to come out of. I stare at him hesitantly.

“Are you feeling alright? How’s the cut?” he quickly takes a glance down at my right leg. I instantly put my hand over the wounded spot, God knows why. Consequently, the tingling pain starts to come back. Maybe, by seeing my uneasy and no doubt, stupid movements, he takes his eyes off of my thighs and looks back at my eyes. That similar, old icy-cold stare. My heart pumps a little more blood than usual.

“Um... come on in, Miss Lawrence.” He seems to be a little timid for the first time. O boy! Is my period coming? Why is this guy looking so darn attractive to me! I clear out my throat before saying, “No, no, Mr. Ted... I mean Mr. Miller I just came over to ask you what was the reason of your visit last night.” I chew on my lip at my callousness.

His lips give off a ghost of a smile, “Interesting! So, do you want to take a walk?”

“What’s so interesting?” I blurt out.

“Calling me by the name I don’t remember of telling you earlier.” He quirks up his lips.

“I-I just... learned that um...” I start mumbling for no reason.

“It’s fine, Miss Lawrence, I am amused to hear the name from you, honestly. So, shall we?” he motions forward with his hand.

I quickly nod and tip on my feet while trying to move. Fuck! I mutter.

“You good? It seems like you need to be a little more careful while walking.” The corner of his lips quirks a little into a grin. He is undoubtedly indicating to the elevator incident, but I pretend to not getting it.

“Yeah! Seems to be.” I utter underneath my breath.

“So, you want to know why I went to your house yesterday, ha?” his voice calm and lack of emotion.

“Yes! I thought... I think it’s something important. So, I need to know, and again, I’m feeling much better to walk today, so...” I sound like a little kid explaining everything to its mother.

He grins, a complete smile. He looks even better with a perfect smile. I gape at him for a while. Damn! He’s beautiful!

“Alright! The thing is, I committed a crime which might be not worth the apology from your side.” He gives me a blank stare.

“Crime!” I gasp. He is ACTUALLY a serial killer, isn’t he? O my God! I should’ve been more careful. Wait! Did he kill William? Did he make the incident of killing Jules look like an accident? I’m so gonna murder this guy, no matter how attractive he might look!

“Well, Miss Lawrence, I think looking at a lady without her consent is indeed a crime. I did not actually mean to look but when I felt some unusual movement through the open window, I just had to check on what was happening.” His voice contains same amount of calmness.

“Movement? When?” I sound confused.

“Last night, Miss Lawrence. You were losing the control over your limbs’ usual movements, and not to hide, your right hand was not quite listening to your command. Correct me if I’m wrong.”

I inhale sharply, “No, you are totally right but I don’t know what to say.” I pause a little before letting out the words with much anger, “I really do not appreciate anyone intruding in MY personal space. I mean, I don’t even know you yet. Don’t you think it’s a little too nosiness to look at some stranger’s vulnerable condition without knowing about any of her background stories?”

“I am extremely sorry, Miss Lawrence. I very well know I’ve done wrong by secretively peering at you but I thought you needed immediate help then. This is why I rushed to your house but it’d sound really inappropriate if I told your aunt about my sneaking a peek at your personal matter. To minimize the possibility of any unwanted outcome, I told that I needed to talk to you. I am by no means, undermining your case or considering it as abnormal. I know how hard it can be to cope with Alien Hand’s Syndrome. I am once again begging your apology.” His words flow smoothly.

“Gosh! I-I’m sorry, Mr. Miller, I shouldn’t have reacted like you murdered my sister or something. You were just trying to help and I’m here being completely irrational to you. It’s totally okay, Mr. Miller. You don’t need to apologize, it’s actually my bad I couldn’t understand.” I purse my lips.

“I’m glad, you don’t mind. I think it’s almost the time to visit your sister.” He looks down at his watch. “stay safe, Miss Lawrence.” He nods.

“Um, it’s Evelyn. I prefer to be called by Evelyn.” I nervously wring my hands.

“Well then, goodbye Evelyn. Until next time.” He gently taps on my arm and heads down to his door. His voice makes my name sound hundred times better. I keep staring at him until he opens the door and turns back at me. I quickly look away and turning to my house, start walking. My ears get heated as I recall my way of behaving with him. Holy shit! I need to understand things better. I feel like a total douchebag.

I don’t know should I be happy or angry at my luck. I have been piling up all the things that happened since Jules had this accident with the flickering hope that I’ll tell her everything as soon as she’ll wake up. Now, she’s awake but in no position to listen to my babblings. The doctor’s